Repugnant Gateway

An Zheng didn't shoot, because he knew that the mask man who appeared in front of himself was not a real person at all, that was a devil, a devil hiding himself. There are two kinds of wicked people in this world. One is flying and domineering. I am afraid that others do not know that he is a wicked person. Think of doing evil as an accomplishment and taking pleasure in doing evil, but such people are not really terrible. What is really scary is the second kind of evildoer ... the hidden evildoer.

Such as Chen Zhongqi.

The scary thing about people like Chen Zhongqi is that the first kind of villains are all his thugs and his knives.

The mask man who appeared in front of An Zheng this time was a person with Chen Zhongqi in a sense, but it was a bit more mad than Chen Zhongqi. He is very confident and terrible.

He set up a bureau for Anzheng, which was obvious, but Anzheng had no way to avoid it.

Mask Man said that not long afterwards, the people of the Mingfa Division would appear one after another in front of Anzheng. And among these, there are mask men. But Anzheng could not determine who he was, what should he do? It seems that the best way is to avoid, keep avoiding, avoiding all the people who know the law. However, this is not a solution at all, because some disasters cannot be avoided.

Anzheng has never been a person who evades blindly in the face of danger.

An Zheng began to think, why is this person so sure that he will not be able to tell who he is?

The people of Che Xianguo, and the people of Daxi. An Zheng has always had his own attitude. After he murdered, he squatted on the ground to feed Shan Ye to eat a monster crystal core, and then picked up Shan Ye, looking at the distance, and his face gradually calmed down.

In the clouds, a monk wearing a golden cassock slightly changed his face, and then folded his hands together.

The young monk standing behind him asked, "Master, why are you?"

The monk who is called Master seems to be young in appearance, but as a practitioner, it is not good to really see what age is from the appearance. He stood there looking at the contention below and muttered to himself: "Xuan Ting said, this young man has Huigen, do you know what Huigen is?"

"Fate with my Buddha?"

"What is Buddhism?"

"Yes……"

The young monk shook his head: "I don't know, the disciples probably mean people with good heart?"

"One-sided."

The monk in a golden shawl said: "Buddha has more than one side, it is essential to persuade people to be kind, and not to deliberately, but it is not necessary to abstain from killing. This young man feeds cats like a bodhisattva with low eyebrows, and when killing King Kong was angry, killing the people who should be killed, and doing the good deeds, this is the Buddha's fate. "

The young monk asked: "So Master, can he enter my Buddhist door."

The monk shook his head: "He can't."

Xiao He froze for a moment: "Why? Since Master said that he has Buddha's fate, why can't he enter the Buddha gate?"

The monk sighed: "He read too much, no matter what he said, it was too heavy."

After speaking, he turned and walked, stepping on a Qibaolian platform. Standing on the side of the lotus platform, the young monk couldn't help but looked back at An Zheng again: "Master, did Brother Xuan Ting have been punished by the Buddha for thinking because of this person?"

The monk said: "You are wrong, Xuan Ting's fault is not because of someone else's fault, but because he himself was wrong. Trying to bear the cause and effect of his predecessors, this is an intervention in Heaven's way, so he is wrong. Everyone has If you regard your past and future as your past, and then you are obsessed with it, you will fall into the devil's path. Your brother Xuan Ting's understanding is high, and his talent is strong, even if he is a teacher, he is ashamed. But he I ’m leaning on the Buddhist gate but my heart is red, I ’m afraid I ca n’t think of anything on the wall. "

The young monk seemed to understand, but he dared not ask again.

Anzheng stood in Taolin holding Shan Ye and turned to walk, and found a person standing on the peach tree in the distance. The man was dressed in white and looked like a fairy. This white dress is still a style of a robe, it really looks a little bit dusty. He stood there looking at Anzheng as if it were the strangest person in the world.

"I thought you would be here."

An Zheng said.

The young man in white smiled like a spring breeze in March. There are many beautiful boys in this world, and this boy is one of the leaders. When he was in Yan Guo, he was said to be the second in talent, but he was the first in style. But in fact, whether it is talent or style, he is better than that of the surname Su. It's just that he doesn't want to be public, and likes to go alone in the dark. When he is not strong, he will not rush.

His name is Feng Xiuyang.

"Just because of this Tao Lin?"

Feng Xiuyang asked.

An Zheng nodded: "Just because of this Taolin."

Feng Xiuyang smiled more brilliantly: "When I was in Yan Guo, whether it was people in the dojo or people outside, I said that I was complicated. It was you, always looking at me with the simplest eyes. . Or I ca n’t even think of myself. You, the person I think should be the enemy most, are the soulmates. ”

An Zhengdao said: "Don't dare to do it, I'm afraid the Tao is still different."

Feng Xiuyang shook his head and didn't seem to want to continue entangled in these words. He looked at An Zheng and asked, "I just don't understand why you have enemies everywhere you go? When you were in Yan Guo, you knocked a lot People ’s rice bowls, so it ’s natural for someone to kill you. But in this car country, the fairy palace, you do n’t seem to overthrow others ’rice bowls."

An Zheng said seriously: "Trust me, overthrow other people's jobs, I have done more than you have seen."

Feng Xiuyang: "Then you are really a wicked man."

An Zheng: "In the eyes of the wicked, I am really a wicked."

Feng Xiuyang froze for a moment: "You said I was a wicked man?"

An Zheng: "If you can think of yourself as a person, I will be Amitabha."

Feng Xiuyang: "I have practiced my own self, but when I was in Fanggucheng of Yanguo, I seldom fought with others. After I went out of Yanguo, I practiced with concentration. Where is there any trouble, why do you say that I am not people?"

An Zheng: "Foreword does not follow the words ..."

Feng Xiuyang said: "I still say to you, the people who just wanted to kill you are really diverse. There are people in Che Xianguo and people in Daxi. I haven't been out just now. I want to see if I will come out later. A monk will also cut your head to save all beings. "

An Zheng shrugged his shoulders: "You Taoist, don't necessarily want to kill me."

Feng Xiuyang: "You have my life-saving grace."

He pointed to his own heart: "At first I thought that by relying on a perseverance, with the addition of Daoyuan, the three thousand-year-old peach trees on Wudang Mountain would choose me. As a result, the old peach trees missed the old one very much and didn't like me, only Taoists who like Sanqingguan. I was defeated, and I was defeated. So I went to the Western Regions to find the dead branch to be my life. But you know, the dead branch is the dead branch, there is no life force, then It is dry. Then you know, what is the next step of dry? "

An Zheng answered: "Destroy."

Feng Xiuyang nodded: "There are a lot of peach trees here, much older than the old peach tree in Wudang Mountain. I have been looking here to see if I can replace the vitality. But the peach trees here have no source, so I can't make a debut Fruit. Looking around, it's still empty. "

An Zheng frowned slightly: "Are you going to Wudang Mountain?"

Feng Xiu said: "I'm going, so I just came out to persuade you ... The peach trees here are not stolen, leaving me a few trees for me to continue my life. Although there is no Daoyuan Daoguo, But after all, it ’s still ten thousand years of peach trees, and the life is the same. I ’m practicing here, and it does n’t hinder others. I kill it, I ignore it. I ’m cheating, I do n’t hear it. You leave a few trees. Peach tree, save me another life. "

An Zheng said: "I just go."

Feng Xiuyang raised his hands and said: "Thank you, thank you, go quickly if you want to go, the **** smell is too heavy."

An Zheng: "If someone kills me, you can just ignore it. Is this the way you repay your life-saving grace?"

Feng Xiuyang: "I'll just kill you once in the future ... no, twice."

An Zheng turned around: "It turned out to be true."

Feng Xiuyang didn't know what An Zheng said that it really meant that way. After all, only An Zheng had seen the deep concern in his heart. In fact, up to now, An Zheng did not understand why his biggest concern was not Chen Zhongqi, but Feng Xiuyang. Such a handsome young man who looks like a god, even though he is paranoid, but he still hasn't seen any evil thoughts.

Feng Xiuyang watched An Zheng leave and shook his head with a wry smile: "Why do you guard me like the enemy."

An Zheng walked out a few steps away, and his steps came to a halt: "It is clearly you, and be prepared to guard me like an enemy."

Feng Xiuyang's face changed, he lowered his eyebrows, stared at himself, and asked himself, "Is it?"

Yes.

An Zheng was gone, and Feng Xiuyang was standing on that peach branch for a long time. Perhaps it was a reminder of controversy, maybe he had long been in his heart but refused to admit it. He had always been guarding against Anzhan. He had observed Anzheng in the dark for a long time, and envied those who stood beside Anzhen and talked with him and laughed. For example, Du Shou, such as anyone in the Tianqi Sect, or even the monkey.

After Anzheng left Taolin, it seemed to walk aimlessly. He didn't go fast, and he soon forgot about Feng Xiuyang's things, because although he had great concerns about Feng Xiuyang in his heart, after all Feng Xiuyang didn't seem to threaten. The biggest threat now is the mask man. The mask covered it and blinded her eyes with something, so An Zheng did not see who it was.

But An Zheng knew that the mask man wouldn't be too far next time, that was a confident and perverted person. He thinks he is playing with security, so he can't wait.

Then tear open your mask.

Anzhen stood still, with a man in a robe in front.

Most of the ancestors on the rivers and lakes, whether true or false, as long as the practitioners in the Central Plains, they will more or less say that they are related to Daozong. According to rumors, the orthodox practice is from Daozong, even longer than Buddhism. This man wearing a robe is not a Taoist because his robe is only made into a robe style. He looked forty years old, with a stern look on his face, and a murderous look on his face.

"You came to kill me too?"

An Zheng asked.

The middle-aged man nodded: "It's really here to kill you."

An Zheng: "Well, if it is convenient, just say it, why are you here to kill me?"

The middle-aged man pointed his finger behind Anzheng: "Not long ago, in Taolin, you just killed you a young man, Fenghua Zhengmao. Perhaps there will be unlimited future in the future, even if not, they will marry their wives and have children, passing on the lineage . But now it does n’t work. You killed him. All my fantasies came to an abrupt end. Without the illusion of the illusion in the illusion and the joy of the world in the illusion. "

He said, "My name is Situ Daye."